Tonight I was in the check-out line at DuaneReade and the woman in front of me frantically reached into her purse to make a call ...
Frantic Woman: Hunny! Thank God you answered. Are you home? Please be home! Oh thank God you're home! I think I left the oven on. Can you check? Thank you baby. Be home soon. (insert deep breath here)
She then turned to me and said,
She then turned to me and said,
"Isn't that just the worst feeling?"
I politely smiled :)
Yep, yep, yep. I stood there with that polite smile on my face because I realized (while standing in line with half-a-dozen microwavable meals in tow) that I have NO clue what that feeling is like ... Admittedly, I have never used my oven :(
Bust!
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